I haven't been around for a while, but I thought I'd let you all know - Pau Sau (or Pauie, as we called him) our beautiful Snow Bengal boy, whom we've only had for a few years through Bengal rescue, was put to sleep this morning at 11.08am.
He was diagnosed with Bowel Cancer 2 years ago. Since then, he was seeing a Homeopathist, went into remission, and was doing very well.
He has had boughts of illness off and on, but was fighting on bravely, but the vet assured us that the cancer hadn't returned.
Then a couple of weeks ago, he started going downhill. We fought back, and then last weekend, we had to take him to the emergency vet, on Sunday morning. He was dehydrated, and his little body was disappearing in front of us. They kept him in, and gave him fluids, and he came home, brighter on Tuesday. It was a temporary reprieve.
On Friday night, he went downhill fast. I spoke with our vet on Saturday, who said, to give him some new meds, and a different food, and encourage him to eat. Pauie was never happy with the vet visits, and I described in detail Pauie's condition. He was prescribed the meds over the phone, and I went to collect them. He had the first dose within the hour. We followed his advice, and picked up new food which was designed for quick absorbtion. He had an hour or so of improvement, but that was really it.
We sat with Pauie day and night. Syringed fluids into him every hour throughout. My mum was with him all night last night as I was so exhausted both emotionally and physically - I needed to sleep, I couldn't go on. When I got up this morning, Pauie had deteriorated so much he couldn't even stand up any more and inspite of all the fluids, he was chronically dehydrated. I wish I'd stayed up with him.
We dashed to the vets, and there I made the decision to let him go. He passed away in my arms almost instantly the moment chemicals went in, with my nose pressed firmly against his, and mum and dad stroking him too. He didn't make a sound as he slipped away.
So that's it. My poor Pauie is gone. He is going to be buried in our garden as soon as it stops raining. I've already dug the grave.
Thank you so much for all the help, advice, and support you gave us with
Pauie. I don't think he would have been with us for quite so long if it wouldn't have been for all of you. I just wish I'd had a little longer with my precious boy.
Rest in peace, my boy. You'll always be with us, in our hearts and minds. We'll always love and miss you. Sweet dreams, my love.
He was diagnosed with Bowel Cancer 2 years ago. Since then, he was seeing a Homeopathist, went into remission, and was doing very well.
He has had boughts of illness off and on, but was fighting on bravely, but the vet assured us that the cancer hadn't returned.
Then a couple of weeks ago, he started going downhill. We fought back, and then last weekend, we had to take him to the emergency vet, on Sunday morning. He was dehydrated, and his little body was disappearing in front of us. They kept him in, and gave him fluids, and he came home, brighter on Tuesday. It was a temporary reprieve.
On Friday night, he went downhill fast. I spoke with our vet on Saturday, who said, to give him some new meds, and a different food, and encourage him to eat. Pauie was never happy with the vet visits, and I described in detail Pauie's condition. He was prescribed the meds over the phone, and I went to collect them. He had the first dose within the hour. We followed his advice, and picked up new food which was designed for quick absorbtion. He had an hour or so of improvement, but that was really it.
We sat with Pauie day and night. Syringed fluids into him every hour throughout. My mum was with him all night last night as I was so exhausted both emotionally and physically - I needed to sleep, I couldn't go on. When I got up this morning, Pauie had deteriorated so much he couldn't even stand up any more and inspite of all the fluids, he was chronically dehydrated. I wish I'd stayed up with him.
We dashed to the vets, and there I made the decision to let him go. He passed away in my arms almost instantly the moment chemicals went in, with my nose pressed firmly against his, and mum and dad stroking him too. He didn't make a sound as he slipped away.
So that's it. My poor Pauie is gone. He is going to be buried in our garden as soon as it stops raining. I've already dug the grave.
Thank you so much for all the help, advice, and support you gave us with
Pauie. I don't think he would have been with us for quite so long if it wouldn't have been for all of you. I just wish I'd had a little longer with my precious boy.
Rest in peace, my boy. You'll always be with us, in our hearts and minds. We'll always love and miss you. Sweet dreams, my love.
